As Han Feng's voice fell, the tense atmosphere above the sky erupted instantly! "Shhh!" The two elder masters, Jin and Yin, moved first. Their powerful qi streams intertwined, then their two figures merged seamlessly into a single streak of light, rushing directly toward Su Qian. As their forms swept across the sky, the very air emitted deep sonic booms, rippling with each passing moment. These two elders had risen to become the strongest in the Black Corner Region—a place known for its chaos—precisely because they possessed abilities far beyond the reach of ordinary individuals. The sheer force of their assault was comparable to that of a typical Douzong-level master. Observing the two elders, whose targets were so clearly defined, Su Qian let out a cold laugh. Over the past two years, he had clashed with them no fewer than ten times. Though their synchronized coordination allowed them to hold their own against him, that was only a temporary advantage. He was confident that, as long as no outside forces intervened in their battle, he would ultimately prevail and bring these two elders to their knees. A slightly dry hand emerged from the sleeve, and Su Qian once again turned his gaze toward Xiao Yan, speaking in a steady tone, "I've entrusted韩枫 to you..." As the words settled, his form trembled, and he surged forward as a streak of light, ultimately colliding with the two elders—Jin and Yin—under the watchful eyes of countless onlookers. The energy surge unleashed at the point of impact rippled outward like concentric waves, spreading rapidly. Among the strong figures of the Black Corner Domain, there are several Duophoenix-level masters, whereas within the Inner Academy, the number is somewhat fewer. Therefore, in order to handle the remaining Duophoenix-level masters, nearly every Inner Academy elder has to dispatch three Duowang-level masters to hold them back. The coordination among the Inner Academy elders is quite seamless, enabling them to at least tie down their opponents, even if they cannot defeat them outright. "Second brother, be careful!" Observing the cascading bursts of energy fireworks spreading across the sky, Xiao Yan slowly exhaled and turned to the silent Xiao Li, who had been standing beside him, murmuring softly. Raising his head slightly, Xiao Li's wolf-like gaze swept across the vast battlefield across the distance, then nodded, offering a subtly cunning smile. "Don't worry. I won't target any Duophoenix-level masters. As for the Duowang-level masters, unless I encounter someone as extraordinary as you, I'm confident in handling everyone else." Xiao Yan smiled slightly, flicked his hand, and a transparent jade vial the size of a palm appeared in his hand. Inside the vial, a vivid, emerald-green flame lotus floated, suspended in mid-air. As he gently stroked the vial, he subtly passed it to Xiao Li, speaking softly, "When you encounter a troublesome opponent, channel your qi into it and then hurl it quickly." "What is this?" Xiao Li received it with equally swift movements, his expression unchanged. "This is a miniature Buddha-angry flame lotus I created using the fused hetero-flame. I've named it the 'Flame Lotus Vial.' While its explosion won't match the full power of a true Buddha-angry flame lotus, it can still prove quite effective in critical moments. Unfortunately, it's extremely difficult to produce. If only I could make a hundred or so, then even when facing a Duke-level warrior, he'd be left in a state of panic." Xiao Yan chuckled in a low, steady tone. He had only recently come up with this idea—this portable "Fire Lotus Vial." Even with his current mastery over the异fires, he could only barely produce it. In the past, he would have struggled to create it at all. Moreover, due to the energy required to maintain it, the vial could only last for at most three days. If not used within that time, it would naturally dissipate. Still, overall, it was a quite useful little item. "You always end up making these kinds of things," Xiao Li smiled, nodding gently. "Now, take care of yourself. Han Feng isn't exactly a steady hand—should things go south, just make your escape. Remember, the Xiao family depends entirely on you!" With that, the pair of silver wings behind Xiao Li, resembling streaks of lightning, gently trembled, emitting a soft rumble of thunder. Then, his figure surged forward like a sharp blade, cutting through the vast and chaotic battlefield above. Watching Xiao Li's figure surge into the chaotic battlefield, Xiao Yan smiled slightly before slowly lifting his gaze toward the only person still standing motionless on the distant sky—Han Feng! As Xiao Yan turned his gaze to Han Feng, the latter also sensed the shift, gradually moving his eyes from the turmoil until they met Xiao Yan's gaze. The two locked eyes, sparks of intense determination and hostility blazing between them. The previously loud explosions of energy around them seemed to fade subtly. This quiet stillness lasted for a moment, and then, at the same instant, the two figures who had stood motionless vanished—like ghosts. As two of the most closely watched figures on the battlefield, their sudden disappearance drew gasps and astonishment from countless onlookers below. "Shh!" Just as the crowd was reacting to their vanishing, two figures reappeared mysteriously somewhere in the sky, this time only a few dozen meters apart. "Younger brother, this time you're not planning on summoning that old man to lend a hand, are you?" Standing away from the chaotic battlefield, Han Feng gazed at the black-robed youth before him, a teasing arc forming at the corner of his lips. He slowly raised his hand, and deep blue flames surged forth, their intense heat causing the temperature of the sky itself to rise noticeably. Yet to the young man standing not far away—Xiao Yan—this warmth made no impact at all. Having endured the harsh conditions of a molten world, this level of heat held no deterrent for him. "For matters of clearing the way, how could we possibly expect our teacher to step in?" Xiao Yan smiled warmly, though the subtle chill beneath that smile remained well concealed. His eyes remained fixed on Xiao Yan, and after a long while, Han Feng suddenly spoke in a calm, measured tone: "I just can't understand—why didn't he pass on the 'Burned Decree' to me back then? I was his most outstanding and most satisfied student. If he had given me the 'Burned Decree,' I would have continued to hold him in the deepest respect, just as I always had. The way things ended was entirely his own doing." "You've already obtained the 'Burned Decree,' so naturally, you speak with such lofty righteousness. But if you were his disciple and knew he possessed a technique unparalleled throughout the world—yet never once chose to pass it on to you—what would you have done? I suspect you'd be just like me!" Xiao Yan glanced at him with a calm, detached expression, speaking softly, "Animals always see the world through the eyes of animals. That's something no one can ever change." Han Feng's face was grim, his body constantly trembling. After a long while, he finally calmed the fierce impulse to instantly crush Xiao Yan into fragments, offering a stiff, forced smile. "Young brother, as long as you're willing to hand me over the complete version of the 'Burned Decree,' I'll hand you over the entire 'Black Alliance.' You're also a pharmacist, aren't you? I can provide you with numerous advanced prescriptions. As long as you agree to my terms—no matter what conditions you propose, I'll be able to fulfill them! How about that?" Xiao Yan gazed at the man before him, who had shifted from one expression to another like a clown, with a look that was both amused and slightly skeptical. After a moment, he nodded slowly in the midst of Han Feng's astonishment, and smiled lightly, "Agreed—swap your life for it." As the surprise gradually settled, Han Feng took a deep breath, and the fierce expressions on his face began to fade. Now, he seemed to have regained the composure of the Black Angular Domain's Medicinal Emperor. With a solemn gaze fixed on the smiling black-robed young man, he said, "Then I shall have to capture you. Rest assured—I have many means at my disposal. I won't have any trouble securing the 'Burned Scripture' from you. Moreover, I'll take your inner Qinglian Earth-Heart Flame as well, leaving you completely incapacitated." "Facing Han Feng's voice, subtly tinged with an undercurrent of eerie intensity, Xiao Yan merely smiled and shook his head. "To be honest, I've always held your 'Sea-Heart Flame' in high regard. I believe it might elevate my 'Burn Technique' to an exceptionally advanced level." "Then let's see if your actual strength matches up to your impressive words!" Han Feng chuckled darkly, his inner ki surging powerfully. Instantly, a deep blue flame erupted from his palm, cascading skyward like a sheer water curtain descending from the heavens—its spectacle truly magnificent. "His body floated within the deep blue flame curtain descending from the horizon, and Han Feng looked down upon Xiao Yan with a cold smile. As Xiao Yan raised his gaze to the vast deep blue flame curtain, he gently waved his sleeve, and waves of emerald-green flames began to surge forth from within him, eventually enveloping his entire form. 'Emerald-green flames?' As soon as the emerald flames appeared, Han Feng's eyes narrowed sharply—he clearly remembered that the Qinglian Earth Heart Fire back then wasn't of this hue. Just as Han Feng was puzzled, his expression suddenly changed, and he abruptly lifted his head to witness in astonishment that the vertical deep blue flame curtain was now rapidly dimming and sagging under an unseen pressure. Staring in wide-eyed disbelief at the now visibly weakening 'Sea Heart Flame,' Han Feng could even sense the palpable sense of apprehension emanating from the flames themselves!" Seeing the suddenly drooping flame curtain, Xiao Yan smiled slightly, and a slender green flame gently rose from his fingers, whispering softly.